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Uneasily she followed Hank's cunning reasoning: Because Jack had never once gone in to Quincy, except to settle with the Forest Service for his summer's work; because Jack had not filed upon any claim in the mountains, yet stayed there apart from his kind; because he avoided people such little things they were that made up the sum of Hank's suspicions!
Sort o' laid him out, some." "'Bject!" cried the State's attorney, but the judge yawned "M' go on." "Did he act strangely after receiving that blow?" "Why, yes; I reckon you would yerself. He hit him a good lick. It was fer ridin' Hank's favourite mare, an' from that time to now Juan ain't never been on horseback since. That shows he's loco. Any man what walks is loco.
"An extremely gratifying record," said the Superintendent, "especially when one considers its disorganized condition a year ago." "Yes, it's a good report," assented the Convener. "We had practically no support a year ago. Our strongest man " "Fink?" "Yes. You know Hank, I see. Well, Hank's enthusiasm and devotion were hardly of what you would call the purest type.
Yet, through the torrent of Hank's meaningless phrases, he remembers hearing his uncle's tone of authority hard and forced saying several things about food and warmth, blankets, whisky and the rest ... and, further, that whiffs of that penetrating, unaccustomed odor, vile yet sweetly bewildering, assailed his nostrils during all that followed.
Hank's wife, Elmira, had married beneath her, and everybody in our town had come to see it, and used to sympathize with her about it when Hank wasn't around. She'd tell em, yes, it was so. Back in Elmira, New York, from which her father and mother come to our part of Illinoise in the early days, her father had kep' a hotel, and they was stylish kind o' folks.
She had a feeling that Hank's anger would be worse than his boorish gallantry. "I figure he's on the dodge. Ain't no other reason why he ain't never been to town sence I packed him up to the lookout station las' spring. 'F he had a claim he'd be goin' to town sometime, anyway. He'd go in to record his claim, an' he ain't never done that.
Brewster! hadn't we better ride after Mike and the girls before the miners' gang gets here?" cried Barbara, fearfully. Mr. Brewster laughed. "That was only a bluff of Hank's to make me ride along so he and his pal might follow us. I haven't the least doubt but that both of those cowardly rascals are hiding just out of sight where they can watch my every movement.
It was a glimpse that shocked him out of his youthful self-pity and stood him face to face with a very real hurt. They were climbing in plain sight, and so close to him that he could hear Hank's drawling voice telling Marion that she was a cute one, all right; he'd have to hand it to her for being a whole lot cuter than he had sized her up to be. Uncouth praise it was, bald, insincere, boorish.
He was the one who should have taken the lead and made things pleasant for everybody instead of forcing out conversational platitudes. Once or twice he had caught Hank's eye, and had hated himself for understanding what it said and not being able to deny it. He had marked the end of their old relationship, the parting of the ways, and that a tragedy had been played out that night.
Jack heard Marion laugh, just as though she enjoyed Hank's conversation and company and all his anger at yesterday's apparent slight seemed childish beside this hot, man's rage that filled him. Any man walking beside Marion would have made him wild with jealousy; but Hank Brown!
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